Gautier? Fah. What need have I of Gautier when there exists the heavenly Xdress.
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In Which We Go To A Funeral
We had secret agent Fred's funeral on Saturday on the rooftop deck of my building. It was sad. A huge fog bank blew in so it was windy...
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Secret Agent Fred and I have decided to invade New Orleans for Mardi Gras, 2014. I know the last time I went there for Carnival, I swore I ... -
Pictures of naked men have fascinated me for decades. It's not some recent freak that got my blog kicked off of WordPress (not that I&#... -
If you look below this post, you'll see that the last post I put up here on Blogger is a sniffy little tirade about how I will NEVER d...
Oh this is SO going on Fabulon!
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Dare I confess that in my younger, slimmer days I would wear a black lace camisole as a top, with tight black pants and motorcycle boots. I thought it looked great with my tattoos and shaved head. I vaguely remember taking off the pants one night at a freaky after-hours thing. I hit the crowded dancefloor and had a blast! Of course, I forgot that I wasn't wearing panties. But I heard about that later. From EVERYONE.
God damn youtube for not being around then!
ReplyDeleteI would love to have seen it. I bet you were some pretty.
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